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TONY YAYO lyrics : "King Of The Pyrex (Remix)"

[Soulja Boy:]
I'm a superstar b-tch get your telescope
All eyes on me like a microscope

Me and Yayo doing sh-t that you ain't never seen
I'm flipping through you weak b-tches like a magazine
And girl jumpin on my d-ck like a trampoline

Each instrumental it's a different murder scene
19 living all my motherf-cking dreams
I can get a hundred thousand in these Gucci jeans

If you left the game they wouldn't miss him
I kicked in the door f-cked up the whole system
Couldn't explain how this sh-t feel

I'm real important like a hundred dollar bill
Everybody want me, yeah they want a piece of me
Attack all you want man there ain't no defeatin' thee

S.O.D terror yeah it's new era
Boss money [? ] shouts outs New Era
N-gga I'm good for ya like a vitamin

250 G's just to make my tire spin
SOD b-tch my chain look like lightening
Hoes at my party but we didn't invite the b-tch


[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
Street m !@#*cript, cocaine !@#^yst

King of the pyrex I whip it up and I hit a lick
I whip the pyrex then I hit the lick
I whip the pyrex then I hit a lick

I am chef I can show you how to split a brick
I whip it up then I hit a lick


Rockerfella law, cut a lot a time
I keep my head above water New York State of mind
I get shot for the shines like Waka Flocka

The [? ] and the fiends are flocking
We got that Bobby and Whitney
Throw you a price and you hit me

I throw that b-tch on a scale in a jiffy
But don't miss me
More money more power that's the motto

That's why the US $$#assinated Pablo
I read palms and the Bible
They tell me pray for my haters but I really find it hard to

Designers drugs, designers clothes, my whole neck froze
We Steve Nash hoes
S.O.D G-Unit we G'd up

Move 10 bricks now it's time to re-up
I move around with the Nina
With a bad b-tch with an $$# like Trina

New York State of Mind like Billy Joel
I Godfather the blunt the whole philly swoll
All my cars are clean, the new and O[? ]

I'm fresh in the town connected with my Kin folk (that's my cousin)
B-tches talking bout a n-gga like Miss Info
I'm in the kitchen water whipping getting more dough

Me and Soulja riding round in the Lambo
We getting money so we ain't cuffing no hoe


[Chorus]

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